The following story contains homosexual
activities and is not suitable for younger viewers. You must be at least 18 years of
age. I in no way know the true sexuality of Kevin Richardson or any of the members
of Backstreet Boys. This story is strictly fictional.

I've received some more emails since Chapter 3.
Again, I'm very glad to hear that most of you are enjoying this story. I've
even had some complaints about the style of my writing. Apparently some of you find
this story addicting. I apologize in advance, and would like to give fair warning.
**The following story may contain cliff hangers, and you may find yourself addicted
to the contents. Non of the contents are artificially flavored, so you'll get a full
taste of whatever comes your way!** LOL ;> Enjoy guys!

It took me a minute to realize what I'd just
done. I wasn't sure if it was the right thing. I just shook it off and went
into the shower. A nice hot shower usually allowed me to think a little more
clearly.

As I lathered up the soap, I began to think of
what had happened in the last 3 days. It was rather overwhelming. I mean I had
just finally gotten over James, and a new.....gorgeous....famous.....man had entered my
life. I don't know where this is all heading. I can't figure any of it out.
Could it be that I'm too scared to get into another relationship? There I go
again, assuming he's gay.

As I began to wash my genitals, I couldn't help
but spend a little extra time on my balls. It had been a few days since I had
masturbated, and I was kind of horny. I couldn't get Kevin's face out of my head.
I slowly caressed my balls, making my way gently up my penis, until I reached the
tip of my head. I slowly circled my head with my finger. God it felt good.
I was now fully erect. I began to gently tug on my now hard penis. I
felt like I was in heaven. Kevin's smiling face was emblazoned in my mind. It
was then, at that moment, that I realized I was going to have to at least find out if
Kevin was gay.

I quickly finished washing myself up, and got
out of the shower.

I ran over to the phone and dialed Kevin's
number.

"Hello?" Kevin answered.

"Hey Kevin. It's Rick." I said
nonchalantly.

"Hiya Rick!" he said excitedly.

"Hey. Are we still on for
later?" I asked.

"If you're up to it!" he exclaimed.

"Sure." I said with a smile on my
face.

"Ok then. I'll see you at 3?" he
asked.

"3 it is." I said. We said
goodbye and hung up.

I went to the bathroom and threw up. This
"dating" a famous person was just too much for me to handle. I wasn't sure
if I was going to be able to pull this thing off this afternoon. Last thing I need,
is to throw up all over him. I brushed my teeth and got dressed. I called
Heather and asked if she wanted to go to breakfast. She quickly agreed.

**Breakfast at some un-mentioned place*

"So. You still mad at me?" I
asked shoving a fork full of eggs into my mouth.

"Of course I am!" she glared at me.
"But only till I see you pay for breakfast." she burst out laughing.

"Oh! A women who can be bought by
food. I suppose it's better then being able to buy you with booze." I laughed.

"Booze is good too." she chuckled.

"Anyway. I'm gonna be seeing Kevin
today." I said looking up to see her expression.

"That's good." she smiled.

"I'm not exactly sure where things are
headed. I haven't decided if I'm able to handle the fact that I may be dating a
superstar. It's not an easy thing to accept." I said.

"I know Rick. It hit you pretty hard.
I just don't understand why. I mean, you met Kevin. Not superstar
Kevin. You're getting to know him, for who he is. That's gotta count for
something." she said trying really hard not to hurt my feelings.

"I know. We'll see what happens
today." I said smiling.

We finished off our breakfast's and I dropped
Heather off at home before I went to pick up Kevin.

When I pulled up to the hotel, Kevin was once
again waiting at the entrance.

He got into the car and we said hello.

"So. How was the show you saw last
night?" Kevin asked smiling, completely unaware that I had actually been at his
concert.

"Well....it was ok for the most part.
I didn't end up staying very long though." I said.

"Oh? Why's that?" he asked
concerned.

"Because I found out that the guy I'm
seeing is a superstar." I said trying not to laugh, and actually mentally slapping
myself for just admitting to Kevin that I'm gay. Or at least hinting towards the
fact.

"Huh? What do you mean?" he
looked at me all confused.

I turned to face him.

"There's something you don't know about me.
I'm gay." I said.

"Well. That makes 2 of us!" he
laughed.

I just looked at him not changing my serious
expression.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Well. I'm kind of having some sort
of problem. You see, it was your concert I went to see last night. I ended up
leaving because I saw you on stage." I said.

"Was I that bad?" he chuckled.

I couldn't help but chuckle back.

"No no. It wasn't that. It's
just that....well..reality kicked in. I realized that I'm dating a superstar.
It was overwhelming, and I had to leave. Had to go and think." I said
trying to make sense of what I was saying.

"I understand Rick. I know it's
overwhelming. I mean, it is for me too you know. It's not often I meet a guy
that I find interesting. Let alone someone that doesn't know I'm a superstar.
That's why I never told you. I figured if you knew, you would have told me.
And if you didn't know, it would give you a chance to get to know me first."
he said smiling at me.

"I know. I understand that. I'm
just not sure if I can deal with this kind of relationship." I said looking away.

"I wasn't aware that it had become a
relationship yet." he said smiling.

I flashed him a look and giggled.

"I guess your rig....." I began to say
when he grabbed my chin and pulled me close. I was looking straight into those
gorgeous green eyes. He kissed me softly on the lips.

"There. Now it's a
relationship." he smiled.

A tear rolled down my cheek.

"I'm sorry.." he said. "I
didn't mean to offend you."

"It's not that." I said.

"Well then what is it? Am I moving
too quickly?" he asked with concern.

"Kind of. I mean, I just now got over
my last relationship, and it's been a year. I don't want to rush into something I
don't see working out in the future." I said wiping away my tear.

"What do you mean by 'something I don't see
working out in the future'?" he gave me a funny look.

"I mean...how would this work? You're
on tour. I can't leave. I have a job. We'll never see each other.
Sure, we'll talk and write, but it's not enough." I said.

"Whoa. Slow down there. I
thought you wanted to take things slow?" he smiled.

"I do. But that doesn't mean I can't
think about the future. And that's just what I see when I stop and think about this
whole thing." I said trying not to hurt his feelings.

"I know. I see that too. But do
you know what else I see?" he grinned.

"What?" I asked.

"I see a relationship that's just starting
out. A friendship I mean. A friendship that could lead to more. A
friendship that's strong and healthy. Strong enough to build, and maintain a healthy
relationship in the future. I think if we think about what's going on now, and not
worry about the future, things will work out a lot better then you realize." he
smiled giving me a peck on the cheek.

I blushed. "I guess you're
right."

"Shall we continue with our plans to head
to the mall?" he asked flashing me a gorgeous smile.

I nodded and proceeded to the mall.

**Later on that day*

We had a great time at the mall. We went
from store to store, to store. It was a blast. We chatted a lot, and got to
know each other a bit better. We had decided to sit and eat at the mall.

As we sat down with our food, my cell phone
rang.

"Hello?" I answered it.

"Rick..." a female voice started.

"Heather? What's up?" I said.

"Yeah it's me. I have some bad
news." she said.

"What's that?" I asked beginning to
get worried.

"It's James.." she said, my heart
sank. "He's been in an accident."

"What? What kind of accident?
Is he ok?" I began to raise my voice in panic. Kevin looked at me and
mouthed, 'Is everything ok?'. I shook my head.

"I'm not sure exactly. Apparently he
had you down as spouse. The hospital called your house. When they found you
weren't home, they continued down the list of names. I was on the list. All I
know is he's not doing well at all." she said.

I just sat there for a minute. Trying to
take everything in.

"Rick?" I heard Heather say.

"Rick are you ok?" Kevin asked
standing up.

I shook my head.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm here..I'm ok." I
managed to blurt out. "I'm gonna go to the hospital. Do you want me to
come pick you up?" I said into my phone.

"Yeah. I'll come with you." she
said.

"Ok. I'll be there in a few
minutes." I said closing the phone.

I looked up to Kevin looking at me with worried
eyes. I couldn't help but smile at how cute he was.

"Is everything ok?" he asked.

"Not really." I said. "My
ex was in an accident. He's not doing so well. I'm going to head over there.
I'm really sorry."

"It's ok! Don't apologize. I
totally understand. Would you like me to come with you? Or would you rather
not have me along." he asked sincerely.

"I don't mind if you come along. I
don't see how fun it would be for you, but sure. I'd like it if you came." I
half smiled.

We stopped by Heather's, and picked her up.
She was kind of surprised to see Kevin still with me, but she knew this wasn't the
time to go into her "teenage girl" mode.

We walked up to the information desk at the
hospital, and asked where James was. The lady gave us the information and we
continued down a few halls until we reached where he was.

I walked into the room and immediately broke
down. He was just lying there lifeless with a million tubes hooked up to his body.
There were machines everywhere.

Heather put her arm around me, and attempted to
comfort me.

"I want to know what happened." I
said, rather sternly.

"I can fill you in." a voice said from
behind.

We turned to look, and saw a tall skinny man who
looked pretty banged up. He walked over and picked up James' hand in his. From
that gesture, I gathered this is who James had left me for.

"Well?" I looked at him with disgust,
rather then with sympathy.

"It wasn't his fault." he began, tears
rolling down his face. "It was the other guy. He had been drinking.
He...just lost it...and came into our lane and hit us head on."

By this time he was sobbing loudly.

"Where's the other guy?" I asked.

"He's dead." James' BF exclaimed.

We all stood there for a bit. I guess it
was just to let it all sink in. I walked out to go talk to the doctor and Kevin
followed me.

"Excuse me." I said the nurse.

"Yes sir?" she asked with a smile.

"I was wondering if you could give me some
information on James' condition." I asked.

"Sure." she said. "He's
banged up pretty bad. I think he'll make it, but he's got a lot of recovering to
do."

"Thank you." I said as I turned to
Kevin.

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motion here, and I don't know if I succeeded. I guess we'll see in the next
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